100 Horzions

As I have continued this series from the start of the year, the horizon has shifted time and again. These sketches are a reflection on past spaces and future hopes. Many places I used to frequent are no longer viable places of refuge. They have been closed due to fire or ideological difference, biologic pathogens and plagues of indifference. Some of these horizons are familiar and known, other conjuring possible new spaces. What horizon are you looking towards?